The building looked quaint and interesting enough from the outside, but once we went into the main buildings… The air of depression just weighed down.
And as if sensing the mood we were in, it started to rain…
I say first, because it looks like there will be many more to come.
Right in the middle of Brisbane city, is the old and vintage architecture of City Hall.
We headed upstairs for the clock tower tour.
The one and only cage lift still in use in Australia!
The space up in the clock tower there was a little smaller than I expected, with room for no more than maybe 8 people to stand comfortably.
Could only imagine what the view would have been like when the tower was first built – unobstructed by development and progress…
When I realised that the bus I was waiting for was only going to come after 30 minutes, I decided to take a walk along the streets of Brisbane city, and came across this cathedral.
An old lady saw me taking pictures of the building, and asked if I would like to go in.
“Of course! It’s for everyone.” She replied with a kind smile.
Inside, I was met with more kind hospitality when I asked if I could take pictures.
“Sure you can,” the gentleman said warmly, “just not during the service.”
And while roaming around the interior of the cathedral, admiring the stained glass and high ceilings, I was also treated to the pure harmonies of the choir practicing with a live string ensemble. What a beautiful experience.
Right in the middle of an old victorian building, stands this busy busy cafe.
Somethings I tend to take for granted – the convenience within the inconvenience, the presence of a system, the reliability of a country.
Some beauty I tend to miss – in the form of clean lines, perspective, colors, symmetry and mechanical wonders.
Our oldest performing arts venue, $158 million dollars and 4 years later!